When I heard this, I felt that something was wrong. Was I right? Did Eunice really have an STD? Thinking of this, I quickly took out my phone and called Aaron.
Aaron picked up soon. Fortunately, it was quiet from his end of the line. When he heard the noise from my side, he asked disapprovingly, "Where are you? Why is it so noisy? What happened?"
"I'm in the mall. Where are you?" I asked while watching Eunice being beaten by the man. I frowned and walked towards the security booth.
"Emma and I are having high tea. Would you like to come over? Uncle Charles has kept some good coffee beans for several years. It tastes good. You can come and have a drink." Listening to his tone, it seemed that he had a good chat with Emma that day.
I bit my lips and questioned, "Did you steal Uncle Charles' coffee? If he finds out, you're in trouble. By the way, when was the last you slept with Eunice?"
I could hear Aaron sputter followed by him coughing intensely. "D*mn, are you doing this on purpose? Even if you want to mess with me, you don't have to spring this on me at a time like this. That's such a personal question!"
I rubbed my forehead and felt a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, I replied, "Oh, please tell me now. I want to know. It's very important. Tell me now. Don't waste time."
He was a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and whispered, "Sis, let's talk about this when we get back, can we? Emma is still with me. What do you want me to say? Are you sure you're not doing this on purpose?"
I pursed my lips and murmured, "Just tell me. Eunice seems to have contracted an STD. The man she is currently with knows about it. He is beating her up in the mall. Quick, try to remember when was the last time you slept with her. Have you been with other girls recently? You should go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow."
There was no response for a long time from the other end of the line. I thought he might have gotten an STD too and told him anxiously, "Don't worry. There is still a way to cure the disease. Just go to the hospital tomorrow and get it checked. Then, we will find a doctor to discuss the treatment plan. However, you shouldn't sleep with anyone during this time, you don't want to spread it to other poeple."
He paused for a while and responded, "What are you talking about? I am wondering who she got the disease from. The men she was with were quite healthy. How could they have STDs?"
I put my hand on my forehead in exasperation. Was there something wrong with this guy? I answered feebly, "How would you know when was she infected? Hurry up and contact the doctor for an appointment!"
He clicked his tongue and chuckled. "Why should I go for a checkup? I haven't slept with her before. Why do you want me to get treatment?"
My jaw dropped. "You haven't slept with her before? You..."
"She'd been hanging around me all the time, so I took her to a few parties. We did get a bit closer, but we never slept together. I wanted to get married to her because I wanted to annoy Yana, but that was it. Don't worry, we did nothing. I'm safe!" He said nonchalantly.
I couldn't help but widen my eyes. "Aaron, are you crazy? Why did you fake everything and made everyone think that you are a jerk? Everyone misjudged you. Yana left you because of this. Aren't you asking for it?"
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